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He returns from the shop

The thin man

Carrying a bag

Full of food

The thin plastic handle of the bag

Cuts his fingers

Leaving red marks

That fade

His wife sits

In the bed she has spent most of her life in

Bloated

Obscene

Spilling out of her purposely undersized clothes

Covered in sores and weeping flesh

Weeping eyes

He passes her a carton of cream

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